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My heart beats for you, my mind dreams of you. The woman in me craves your touch, I was born for you as you were born for me. In the space of a heartbeat, I felt you in the deepest part of me. My heart beats faster,pulses leap with excitement, palms get sweaty,butterflys take flight. Your voice moves me in a way nothing ever has, Your touch is like fire on my skin branding me for all time. When you are near the world is warm and giving, Take me futher and deeper than I have ever been, as only you can.

When a man loves a woman

When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again," she means, "Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window." He's supposed to know that. When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading, or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he is raking leaves in Ithaca or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate at the window overlooking the bay where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway. When a woman loves a man it is one ten in the morning she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels drinking lemonade and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed where she remains asleep and very warm. When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks. When she says, "We're talking about me now," he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says, "Did somebody die?" When a woman loves a man, they have gone to swim naked in the stream on a glorious July day with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle of water rushing over smooth rocks, and there is nothing alien in the universe. Ripe apples fall about them. What else can they do but eat? When he says, "Ours is a transitional era," "that's very original of you," she replies, dry as the martini he is sipping. They fight all the time It's fun What do I owe you? Let's start with an apology Ok, I'm sorry, you dickhead. A sign is held up saying "Laughter." It's a silent picture. "I've been fucked without a kiss," she says, "and you can quote me on that," which sounds great in an English accent. One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it another nine times. When a woman loves a man, she wants him to meet her at the airport in a foreign country with a jeep. When a man loves a woman he's there. He doesn't complain that she's two hours late and there's nothing in the refrigerator. When a woman loves a man, she wants to stay awake. She's like a child crying at nightfall because she didn't want the day to end. When a man loves a woman, he watches her sleep, thinking: as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved. A thousand fireflies wink at him. The frogs sound like the string section of the orchestra warming up. The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes

My Heart My Love

Be strong my heart for I must be able to endure to challenges of life; the good and the trying that come with my love. Be courageous my heart for I must make decisions that effect not only me, but also my love. Be faithful my heart for temptations are a fact of life; the will to withstand such evils only strengthens my love. Be hopeful my heart that each day will bring new discoveries to my life; for these discoveries will allow me to grow with my love. Be honest my heart about my feelings, my dreams, my ambitions, my needs; for to lie to myself is to lie to my love. Be happy my heart for there is good in everything around me; as I have found goodness through the eyes of my love. Be still my heart for with my love I have found strength, courage, faith, hope, honesty and happiness. And with these, together my love and I shall prosper...day by day, year by year.

Consider The Artist

When you see a beautiful rainbow gracefully arching across the sky. Do you ever consider the artist? Who he was,when he painted it or why? When you gaze upon the secenry, that's so pretty it takes your breath. You probably say it's mother nature, nothing more and nothing less. The world is one big canvas for the artist and his brush. Take the time to thank the Master when you aren't in such a rush. The art that hangs so nicely on your walls, Are only reproductions that were costly after all. 4/18/2006

Beneath The Watchful Moon

I stand with your face in my small hands. Hurtful tears are streaming down your face. I kiss them from your handsome cheeks. Sadness doesn't suit your shinning eyes, love. Your eyes, where our souls kiss. I feel your despair beneath the caress of my hands upon your skin. My heart breaks for yours that is in such pain for when you are cut, I bleed, love. Like I'm bleeding now, openly. In an effort to comfort you, I throw my arms about your strong shoulders in an eternal embrace. I look to the sky and see our pain eased by the clouded side of the moon. Our strength, a triumph unsung but witnessed by the stars. You pull back with your hands still protectively placed upon my meek shoulders. Your gentle hands caress my slender face, and once again our souls kiss as our eyes meet. In comfort, we smile beneath the new, shining moon.
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